a version of this existed for a few months last year but it was static. it was HTML with writing and pictures and videos and sounds. i had this feeling that the code should be as important as the content, that structurally each piece in relation to each other piece shouldn't change, that the mazelike quality should emerge from me intricately arranging paths through it. like classic hypertext

yes

Thank you, Jack

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03

Lift Analysis

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

really i want the internet

you have a beautiful account btw

that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.

in a post. I want to be remembered

She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

It Will Get Lighter

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.

I am below everything.

propensity within someone

wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

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but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos

but i respect your search

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

Better Lift

i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine